Follow up phone call tomorrow!
DOCTORS PEP TALK
I was told today that I,Don't have long to live.
I believe that this is a lie,
I have so much more to give.
That was the doctor's,
Pep talk of the day, I fear.
She could have left it,
To at least the new year.
If I should die on Christmas day,
Don't put me in the ground.
Shedding many a sad tear,
Just put me in a toaster,
So I can pop up once a year.
I don't know where I'll end up,
Should you wish you can cremate.
Stick a couple of potatoes in with me,
I like the smell of potatoes, Cooking
In the grate.
Sorry to be such a useless grinch,
But when the wife heard.
What the doctor said,
It made her more than winch.
I know I shouldn't feel this way,
My doctor made me feel irate.
To tell me I haven't long to live,
But she couldn't give me a date.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2023-12-20 at 00:02
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